Okay, so maybe I am not the best Uncle ever (I mean I am terrible at keeping up on my blog posts), but I like to think I try.
Here is how it all begins… (Note awesomeness of Uncle in this story might be mildly exaggerated, but only mildly).
So a long, long, long, long time ago in the Summer of 2013 (okay, so not that long), we were driving back from the annual Marian & Olaf Anderson (my great-great grandparents) reunion. We were not alone!(dramatic chord – dun dun dun).
In the back seat were… (pause for dramatic effect)… two, giggling, pre-teen nieces in the back seat. After stopping for raspberry shakes near Bear Lake, UT, (see how awesome I am already in this story) somehow the topic of conversation got on Universal Studios Orlando. Karalene and I had journeyed there the previous March.
I assure you, this is word for word the exact conversation, because I would totally remember this… yeah right. My nieces shall be referred to as ML & JE because that takes less time to type.
Karalene: Yeah, it was totally fun. We especially liked Hogwartz.
ML & JE(simultaneously and in perfect harmony): WHHHHAAA!??!?!? WE LOVE HARRY POTTER – JINX, 184.108.40.206.220.127.116.11.9.10, YOU OWE ME A SODA – DOUBLE JINX, 18.104.22.168… (this was about the 50,000th time they had Jinxed and double Jinxed each other).
Me: Okay, we can’t play Jinx in the car – new rule.
ML & JE: Awwwww….
Me: Maybe if you guys save up some money we could take you to Harry Potter world.
Nieces: YEAH! THAT WOULD BE TOTALLY AWESOME! YOU ARE THE BEST UNCLE EVER! JINX! OH WAIT WE CAN’T JINX IN THE – DOUBLE JINX!
Now ML has an older brother, who shall call MC (he is not a master of ceremonies, and FYI, the C is for Craig, which I am going to lie and say is after me) who had wanted to ride home with us from camp. When he heard about the shakes, he wished he had ridden with us even more. When he heard about Harry Potter land, he wished he had strapped himself to the top of the car.
Now by Christmas time, ML, MC, and JE had sorted this conversation away as one of those “nice to think about, but it probably won’t happen sorts of thinks”. Karalene and I, however, were planning a most un-pre-heart-growing-Grinchy, most post-heart-growing-Grinchy plan…
Tune in next time for the chilling second act of “BEST UNCLE (and Aunt) EVER!!!!”